Rarity enjoyed the simple pleasures of life. Drinking tea, fighting timberwolves, picnics with Fluttershy, meeting dragons and, most of all, spending time with an ancient alicorn spirit. She wouldn't give it up for anything in the world.

When a terrible misunderstanding leaves Princess Rarity with the terrifying prospect of missing her bodyguard's birthday party, she decides that nothing or nopony will stop her from celebrating Twilight's special day.

Official visits to Trottingham weren't the most exciting times for Princess Rarity, so what better way to fix such a problem than convincing her bodyguard to join her on an illicit exploration of the city?

Twilight takes her duties as Princess Rarity's bodyguard seriously. Unfortunately for her, it's difficult to protect a princess in a sea of costumed ponies when you have no idea which one is actually the princess.

Rarity expected a temporary job as Canterlot Castle's royal tailor to be easy. She could handle the glitz and glam, dealing with nobles, and even the string of suitors vying for her heart. She just hadn't expected Princess Celestia to be one of them.

When one fateful search through the Everfree Forest leads Rarity to a secret library inhabited by the spirit of an ancient alicorn princess, she realises that it may be time to start believing in fairy tales.

When one fateful search through the Everfree Forest leads Rarity to a secret library inhabited by the spirit of an ancient alicorn princess, she realises that it may be time to start believing in fairy tales.

Rarity liked the tale of The Four Princesses as a filly, even if she knew it wasn't real. Princesses fighting against a spirit of chaos? A library under a tree? Please. But then she grew up and found out some bedtimes stories were quite real.

Queen Rarity constantly rejected the advances of other noble ponies - after all, her bodyguard Twilight was already her secret special somepony. Unfortunately for them both, Sweetie Belle is intent on finding out who is her sister's secret crush

Rarity had always known she would have an arranged marriage—such was the life of a princess, after all. She just hadn't expected her wife to be a sphinx or that she would actively avoid her, and not just because she loves books.

A filly Twilight Sparkle forgot to bring a book to read on the train, and now faces a horribly boring afternoon... Or, she does until she notices another filly reading. Surely she can sneak a peek, right?

Twilight thought she'd had enough excitement for one day after meeting her human counterpart. Or so she thought until she was met with the uncanny feeling that Pinkie Pie was acting, well, a bit too equestrian.

It's easy to think about fairytales when you’re an ancient alicorn trapped in a library for centuries on end. It's easy to wonder how one would go about rescuing you, to think and devise and plot out how to free you in a blaze of glory, intrigue, adventure, and romance.

Or, rather, it’s easy until suddenly it happens and you’re forced to ask yourself the one terrifying question you’d yet to consider.

Surprising no one, a gorgeous start to what will undoubtedly be an equally or more gorgeous story.

The cadence of your sentences and the imagery are on point, as I have come to expect and love from you. I can see each bit of it—nothing is so over-described that I feel slowed down by them, but it's the little things. The little bits and pieces that bring it all to life.

Many would say that the earth pony was not elderly by any stretch of the imagination, and yet, he felt old.

Thirty-two years of travels had aged his soul.

There is such an elegance to these two sentences that spark an image of North Ridge in my mind. I not just see him, but I feel him—in the sense of I can empathize.

"Deader than my chances with the mare from the pub," the stallion bluntly replied. "And her daughter's gone crazy. Bad time to come back, old-timer."

okay WOW DUDE. NO CHILL.

A unicorn mare sat alone at a table in the corner of the bar, and though he'd long ago stopped caring for love, he could still appreciate her beauty despite the obscuring shadow of her chosen spot. The lights were off around her, and yet she did not seem to be bothered.

North, buddy. It's not that she doesn't seem to be bothered. It's that she doesn't want to be bothered. Like, everything about that setup says "leave me to brood!"

The mare smiled. "That depends entirely on what you seek to gain from sitting there, sir," she said, voice melodious.

Love that response.

"A daffodil and daisy sandwich should do."

It's silly, it's probably the last thing you expect feedback on, but golly gee, is it one of my favorite things to see this. I love ponies eating flowers. And flower sandwiches. It's just... so... so cute. But so simple.

Rarity looked up at him, suddenly amused. "Love makes ghosts of us all, it would seem."

That is... a poignantly lovely line.

"Miss Rarity," he said, leaning forwards, "the conviction with which you say these lies is very impressive."

And that is a poignantly amusing line.

Oh, that ending. Rarity is, as always, perfect with her words... And I am, as always, hooked.

Gosh darnit its good to be back! And in regular Mono-esque style we are thrown into the chaos with no idea whats going on. I have so many questions and I'm so exited and AAAHHH YES.Another fantastic beginning to a no doubt fantastic story. I cant wait to see what happens next. Keep on being awesome Mono!

A very interesting premise. I have, of course, heard mention of the Queen of RariTwi, but as far as I remember I've never actually read any of your stories. Seeing this pop up, I'm really encouraged to go back and read the first one.

I see devotion to a story. Your last story, the prequel to this, stands at over three hundred and fifty thousand words. That's pretty insane. You've got, what, an eight hundred page novel there? I've tried writing longfics since joining this site, but it's always been difficult to retain motivation and enthusiasm, you've clearly managed to accomplish both. Well done!

I see a lot of excited users, and that tells me I should be excited. I'm willing to bet that you're a writer I should have already been paying attention to, suffice to say that I will be now.

And now, I find myself wondering how I hadn't stumbled across the prequel sooner, nor read it. I'll be doing that as soon as I get a chance, and provided I enjoy it, which I'm sure I will, I'll be straight onto this one! I really love a long story.

Liked. Hopefully by the time I'm done with the first one, this will have a fair few chapters up! (No pressure!)

Ooooo... The beginning is the end style prologue, where the story starts somewhere further in the narrative and then what we read is essentially the character "telling the story" to someone else until the story catches up to the "present". Very nice. Somehow I get the feeling that Rarity is going to have ponies calling her a liar for the rest of her life even when she manages to find and free Celestia, Luna and Cadance, even if they put out a country wide announcement proclaiming the truth. Her tale is just this side of too fantastical for the Pony-Joe-Everyday to believe because "that stuff only happens in fairy-tales".